katt_goddess

Late Saturday night / very early Sunday, a couple of retarded chuckleheads tossed some chairs and some glass bottles off the 10th floor observation deck of the Marriott. Two people were injured - one with a broken wrist and the other with a pretty nasty head wound. Her costume headpiece made with foam and wire actually saved her life because it took a good chunk of the impact from one of the chairs and deflected it. The ones responsible took off immediately into the crowds but there were witnesses that were talking with the police and there may be some security film to look through as well because there are cameras everywhere. There is no actual guarantee that the idiots responsible were even there for Dragon Con. There was also major football games planned for the area that people were getting into hotels early for and most of those people had very punchable personalities.

Ouchie on the ankle. Hope it's just a general sprain or something little and not something serious. The booth was closed by 8p and I would have been at a Gonzaroo by then anyway. I think the Art Show would have been let out by then, there was a break between film marathons in the deeper levels of the Hyatt to allow basement dwellers to go get real food before disappearing into another film hole, and there was also apparently a majorly popular band playing there around then as well - according to the table manager, it was the biggest crowd they'd ever seen for a concert held in that area ever. So I'm thinking you hit the Hyatt during a pure hellstorm of weirdos leaving all at once. The Pulse is always insane. Was He-Man there still busting a move when you were there? I think he's part of the carpet at this point - he's always there everytime I stop through. What happens in the America's Mart stays in the America's Mart. <.< >.>

This morning, Sally and Jono said that they might open Williams Street to people fleeing Florida if they have to. Called them a live-in audience for the programs but I don't think they were completely joking. There was some live stream news going where a bus had been literally flipped over on one of the islands being blasted and people were trying to form human chains to pull people from it before they could be blown away. It was not going well and they had to stop showing any of it because of the very real possibility of seeing someone die right on air. Stay safe everyone. And run like hell if you can.

And in living up to my reputation of not showing my face, I didn't show my face. Woot woot! Con mask activate! That shit only officially came off on Monday when everyone left is too tired to remember their own names, let alone some random booth hag. Not to sound mean but I'm kinda glad you 'got lost' because I was worried that you had been chased away from the table by the crowds and had either decided to deliberately stay away or had returned at a point where I was off getting lost myself. The crowds were on and off all weekend at the booth, even Ken, James and Mark only had a few minutes that they could spare there before having to take off for their own stuff once more. Glad you had funs. The pics are hilarious - the Myers one is my new favorite, I feel like it should be a poster sold in the Dragon Shop. And, Air Born for the win! The only 'germ' I caught while there is a Hepatitis plushie to add to my collection. A voice lower than Dr. the Mrs. Monarch's doesn't count as a germ.

He said he has Aeta. Aeta is assholes. They don't hire doctors to make the medical cover-or-no-cover decisions, they hire accountants and give them a 'Denied' rubber stamp to use.

Nope, they aren't really on my side either. They just don't want to deal directly with me since there's a complaint currently on file about their doctor's lack of brain cells and how the patients have to pay for it. I went in with vertigo, upper abdominal cramping reaching from under the right ribcage around towards the lower back, coughing up blood, passing blood and the 'usual' chest pains. I left with a prescription for nasal spray and an eventual bill for $300 for the visit.

Refineries in the areas have been affected and production has been screwed. So definitely fill your tank as soon as you can and then drive in moderation to make it last. The gas prices are going to start going up. -.-;

Plenty of insurance companies have things basically set up to deny pretty much anything they want but gods help you if you don't pay them. There's also deductibles to meet for some things before the insurance will even think of kicking in - often after you've gone broke. My insurance company and the hospital are still fighting over the costs of my scans from earlier this year because the insurance company didn't give their permission or some such shit while the hospital is saying that yes, it was the easiest / most cost effective thing to do at the time and should therefore be covered. Meanwhile, I can't do anything forwards or backwards. I'm seriously thinking of sending them both baggies the next time I cough up blood blobs and asking them if they'll cover it now. too long; didn't read = insurance companies just want all your money and then they want you to die.

If this had been a couple of years ago, I'd probably be able to offer space - I had a 4-person room all to myself that year because no one else was able to show. Now I just get a single which is still big to me. At least you do live in the area so you won't be completely lost and wandering amongst the park hobos. Be sure to stop by the booth in the Hyatt for swags. Identify yourself as a board member.

Rak-rak doesn't know how to operate the remotes. 'sha was able to and would watch tv while I was at work whenever she got bored but when I got home, I got the remote back. Plus, A/C and maid service and a room with a view. Granted, it's Midtown but still. So jealous.

Request denied. My boobens are slated to be hidden by a doctor's coat this week.

Better that way. Big bed with extra fluffy sheets and pillows all for me. A/C set at a balmy 63'F with no one bitching about it. All the bubble bath time with no interruptions. Falling asleep to whatever program I want to fall asleep to. Besides, I'll be dealing with enough people on a daily basis. Hotel pampering time is me time.

So jealous. I'm flying out to Atlanta for a week of hotel pampering. Paid.

There's a number of different people that I find intellectually and creatively fascinating but none that I would lust for their butts or anything. :D

My weekend starts tomorrow at 4p and ends when I go back next Thursday. Paid.

People lied about their ages when they registered all the time thinking it would get them extra things [like with the Fan Collective] so lying by a year to get past the registration limits for the basic boards isn't that far off the tracks. As long as you behaved like a 'responsible enough' teenager at least and didn't out yourself, you were left alone. So now, feel old. All the old. whut

Holy crap. I think you might have just won the thread. Frickin' fetus. whut

His mom is going to be mad he's been beating on the dryer door again. The socks have to roll for the full drying cycle.

Get one of those super stretchy rubber rag things that you are supposed to catch in a door and pull on for physical therapy crap. It doesn't do crap for me but maybe it'll help you rebuild stuff.

I saw a 60 year old granny wearing a Nickleback concert t-shirt at work today.

You'll take the Fiddle Faddle from the Dollar Tree and like it.

A WILD PEACH appears! WILD PEACH uses PISS! It's SUPER EFFECTIVE!

You know you have too much fiber in your diet when... - your toilet doubles as a woodchipper - the word 'splinter' makes your anus pucker - anytime someone mentions 'the scent of woodland pines' you feel the need to apologize and blame it on the Taco Bell

There should totally have been a third choice 'Yes, but only on weekends' . >

What if it's slightly grainy?